[ Zelda hasn't looked up at Link. She's completely focused on these rocks.
Perhaps they all need to be turned so that they're facing a certain way. Zelda moves to grab a rock, then pauses, both her hands outstretched towards it. Wait, what way is the front of the rock? She can't change the direction they face if they don't have a face to begin with.
She returns to the center of the circle. Counts the stones. Tries to divide that number by two, then three. Darn it, it's prime!
Zelda huffs. ] Perhaps the extra space needs to be divided amongst the stones so that they are all equidistant.
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Perhaps they all need to be turned so that they're facing a certain way. Zelda moves to grab a rock, then pauses, both her hands outstretched towards it. Wait, what way is the front of the rock? She can't change the direction they face if they don't have a face to begin with.
She returns to the center of the circle. Counts the stones. Tries to divide that number by two, then three. Darn it, it's prime!
Zelda huffs. ] Perhaps the extra space needs to be divided amongst the stones so that they are all equidistant.
[ She's definitely overthinking this. ]